Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

[inscription reads] - wind. / Leave life-study & go to east life room - out window on ledge - sketching in the cold blue air. / To lunch thru (sic) Wade Park. The full beauty of the day then overwhelms me - such a deep blue sky, a tearing riotous laughing wind. A sparkling sight - a million leaves in a streak like mass shooting from the Grünplatz on the gravely road, before their beloved tormentor. This was the best of all. Away they go! Kaiser remarked yesterday how solitary leaves